There has been much time
Placed between then and now
And in this space
Flowers have grown
A path has been built
It encourages me to travel
As the flowers whisper,
"Your travels are beautiful
Your journey true
For you've finally become
The truest sense of you"
I travel freely
With no pain to bind
Because I finally have found
Some peace of mind
And all of the sorrow
That came from this time
Was not my reality
It was built by a mind
A mind I had built
with someone else's hands
A reality dreamt
From someone else's plans
I know have my own
Built on yellow and blue
And all the new things
In various hues
Drool From My Pen
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Saturday, November 13, 2010
Friday, July 9, 2010
FInding Me
I am
Everything the filter lets pass
Mama made it stronger
Father made it fast
No one taught me not
To listen
Only said I 'ought to
Now my mind is piled up
High
I can't sift through to who
I am
The person I would be
Before I was taught to see
Today
I'm clearing out the skies
Till there is nothing
Of what some human left
Just me sitting
And being the way I ought to be
Not the way I was taught to be
Seeing the world
With no filter
Finding a way back to me
Everything the filter lets pass
Mama made it stronger
Father made it fast
No one taught me not
To listen
Only said I 'ought to
Now my mind is piled up
High
I can't sift through to who
I am
The person I would be
Before I was taught to see
Today
I'm clearing out the skies
Till there is nothing
Of what some human left
Just me sitting
And being the way I ought to be
Not the way I was taught to be
Seeing the world
With no filter
Finding a way back to me
Saturday, June 26, 2010
Can't let Go
I can't let go,
To this place,
That's as close as home,
I can't let go,
Of the love I've made,
To the strange emptiness,
I can't let go,
Of lessons learned,
To a seemingly clean slate,
I can't let go,
Of laughter held in every spot,
To a closed stern line,
I let go,
To be swept into the unknown,
But my heart,
Is still firmly held,
Onto the memories....
To this place,
That's as close as home,
I can't let go,
Of the love I've made,
To the strange emptiness,
I can't let go,
Of lessons learned,
To a seemingly clean slate,
I can't let go,
Of laughter held in every spot,
To a closed stern line,
I let go,
To be swept into the unknown,
But my heart,
Is still firmly held,
Onto the memories....
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